The show must go on, as murder, mayhem and music run riot in the night The Opera House, Ankh-Morpork.
A huge, rambling building, where masked figures and hooded shadows do wicked deeds in the wings.
Where dying the death on stage is a little bit more than a metaphor.
Where innocent young sopranos are lured to their fateful destiny by an evil mastermind in a hideously deformed evening dress.
Where.
Theres a couple of old ladies in pointy hats eating peanuts in the gods and looking up at the big chandelier and saying things like: Theres an accident waiting to happen if ever I saw one.
Granny Weatherwax and Nanny Ogg, the Discworlds greatest witches, are back for an innocent night at the opera.
So theres going to be trouble (but nevertheless a good evenings entertainment, with murders you can really hum.
Olivier Le Carrer
118.00 Lei